Family Rise: Beginning with Grandfather.

Chapter 1110 Reunion with Sparrow Feather
As time went by, everyone gradually settled down in the land of spiritual energy.

Xuanqing Sect and Huanyue Sect have now fully integrated into the Spirit Source Land. The disciples and elders of the sects have been properly settled, but they have been scattered and distributed to towns in various places.

The martial arts families of the Lingxiu Sea were also scattered and relocated to various places.

After more than ten days of hard work, the 12th floor finally settled all these people in.

It was at this moment that Yang Zhengshan finally completely obliterated the soul of the Old Ghost of the Underworld. From then on, the Old Ghost of the Underworld was no more, leaving only a pure soul power.

He also obliterated the soul of True Lord Chiyuan, turning it into pure soul power.

Inside the Longevity Lake, Yang Zhengshan let out a long breath, then put the Seven Treasures Soul-Suppressing Pagoda into his sea of ​​consciousness. At the same time, a ball of energy, as black as ink and resembling a water sphere, appeared in his hand.

This was his harvest over the past ten days: the divine soul power provided by a ghost king and a golden core cultivator.

The Old Ghost of the Yellow Springs is a Ghost King. His soul is far stronger than that of True Lord Chi Yuan. The power of his soul that he left behind is three times that of True Lord Chi Yuan.

Back then, Yang Zhengshan also destroyed the soul of a demon king, namely the Water Halberd.

The divine power left behind by the Water Halberd not only enabled the Red Soul to advance to the level of a Ghost General, but also brought more than a dozen newly born Yin Souls to the level of being about to advance to the level of Ghost General.

The soul of one demon king gave birth to about a dozen ghost generals.

The soul of a demon king is generally weaker than that of a golden core cultivator, while the soul of a golden core cultivator is weaker than that of a ghost king.

The wisp of divine soul power in Yang Zhengshan's hand right now could give birth to at least several dozen ghost generals.

After putting away the Seven Treasures Soul-Suppressing Pagoda, Yang Zhengshan directly brought his divine soul power to the Divine Soul Palace.

As soon as he entered the Divine Soul Palace, the Red Soul came out to greet him.

The little guy happily circled around him, "Master, you've finally come to see me!"

"Hmm, how have you been lately?" Yang Zhengshan reached out and stroked its mane, but since this guy was in a soul form, stroking it didn't feel as smooth as hair; it felt more like touching a cold, misty fog.

"Ugh, these guys are so noisy, they're so annoying!" Red Soul complained.

Yang Zhengshan chuckled, "You need to keep an eye on them and make sure they don't escape from the Divine Soul Palace!"

As he spoke, he looked up at the table in the hall, which was covered with a large number of wooden memorial tablets, numbering in the thousands.

Each memorial tablet represents a ghost, and with so many ghosts gathered together, it's quite remarkable that they didn't overturn the Divine Soul Palace.

Although Hong Hun possesses the strength of a Ghost General, it is not easy for him to keep an eye on so many Yin Ghosts. Fortunately, there is an array here that can deter these Yin Ghosts.

So for now, these ghosts are relatively well-behaved and dare not disobey the orders of the red soul.

"Hehe, don't worry, Master, they won't dare to run away!" Red Soul said confidently.

Yang Zhengshan nodded slightly, took out a drop of divine soul power and tossed it to Hong Hun, saying, "This is a reward for you!"

"Thank you, Master!" The red soul happily swallowed the divine soul power, and even showed an expression of enjoyment. However, his horse face looked a bit strange and funny with this expression.

Yang Zhengshan chuckled and turned to walk towards the row of desks facing the palace gate.

There are fewer ancestral tablets on this row of tables, unlike the crowded ones on the sides.

Because the spirits enshrined here are those of the Spirit Source Land. They were people of the Spirit Source Land in life, and they are ghosts of the Spirit Source Land after death. In the future, they will become divine generals of the Spirit Source Land.

Upon seeing Yang Zhengshan arrive, the spirits within the memorial tablets emerged one by one, circling around him incessantly.

They have no memory of their previous lives, but they still retain some of their habits. When they see Yang Zhengshan, they appear both affectionate and respectful.

Yang Zhengshan looked at them and sighed softly.

Birth, aging, sickness, and death are the natural course of life.

Even he couldn't change it.

Among these spirits were some people he knew, such as An Yuxing and Liang Shengze.

Yang Zhengshan's gaze fell on one of the tiny ghosts. The tiny ghost was only the size of a fist. While the other ghosts were circling around him, this one hovered in front of Yang Zhengshan, seemingly staring blankly at him.

Yang Zhengshan reached out and gently cradled the waning spirit.

"Time waits for no one; even you have passed away!"

A hint of sadness crept into his eyes.

The ghostly figure before me belongs to Zhou Lan, who passed away just half a month ago.

Zhou Lan possesses the cultivation level of the Golden Body Realm and should have a lifespan of nearly three hundred years. Zhou Lan's age is similar to Yu Qingyi's and more than ten years younger than Yang Zhengshan, which means that Zhou Lan is currently less than two hundred and forty years old.

However, Zhou Lan encountered a small problem when forging her spiritual foundation, which resulted in a defect in the spiritual foundation she forged. As a result, her lifespan was several decades shorter than that of other Golden Body Realm martial artists.

Yang Zhengshan's sadness was fleeting, and a faint smile quickly returned to his face.

He had long since witnessed birth, aging, sickness, and death, and was already used to it.

It's not a bad thing that Zhou Lan was able to die peacefully in her sleep.

Moreover, Zhou Lan's spirit is still alive; she has not completely disappeared from this world.

Yang Zhengshan took out a small wisp of divine soul power and injected it into Zhou Lan's yin spirit. Instantly, Zhou Lan's yin spirit was filled with a dense ghostly aura.

The ghostly aura spread, forming gusts of cold wind that caused the candlelight inside the hall to flicker, making the Hall of Divine Souls even more gloomy and dark.

However, Yang Zhengshan didn't pay attention to any of this. He simply and carefully sent Zhou Lan's spirit back to the memorial tablet.

Zhou Lan's spirit is only a newly born spirit, and her intelligence is still in a dazed state. She has not yet become a ghost cultivator. If you want her to become a ghost cultivator, she still needs the red soul to teach her for a period of time.

Yang Zhengshan couldn't immediately turn her into a ghost general, but that ball of divine soul power could strengthen her yin spirit, allowing her to become a ghost cultivator more quickly.

Afterwards, Yang Zhengshan distributed the divine soul power in his hand to the surrounding Yin spirits one by one, giving each Yin spirit a little bit. Although this could not turn them all into ghost generals, it could accelerate their cultivation progress.

This allows for the maximum utilization of these spiritual powers and also enables these yin spirits to grow better.

After finishing these tasks, Yang Zhengshan chatted with Hong Hun for a while before leaving the Divine Soul Palace.

He first visited Yueyao and talked with her about the Spirit Deer Clan, which was also an attempt to get closer to her.

He then summoned Yun Fan, Yun Bi, Lin Daoyuan, Chu Lingxiao, Yue'e, Jing Shui, and others. These were all his old friends, but now they had become his subordinates.

He could tell that Lin Daoyuan and Yue'e were feeling very complicated. However, both of them were nearing the end of their lifespans and had no other thoughts; they only wanted to retire in the Spirit Source Land.

As for the others, they all seem to have adapted to life in Baiyujing and accepted the rules of the Spirit Origin Land.

After being busy for several days, Yang Zhengshan finally had time to come to Yang Family Auspicious Land.

The Yang Family Blessed Land remains the same, except that it is now completely deserted, just an empty shell.

Looking at the current Yang Family Blessed Land, Yang Zhengshan suddenly thought of the ancient remnant formation.

The evacuation of the Yang family's blessed land was rather hasty, leaving behind many things. If Bai Yujing does not return here in the future, will this place become like the ancient ruins a thousand years later?
It's definitely not as good as the ancient ruins of the past; Baiyujing wouldn't have left so many good things here.

Perhaps the Sun True Sect of the past, like the White Jade Capital of today, hastily withdrew from this place, leaving behind a vast amount of treasures. The Sun True Sect never returned, but the White Jade Capital will return sooner or later.

The formation here remains, and the spiritual fields and plants here will also be preserved.

After surveying the blessed land, Yang Zhengshan flew out of the formation. He first went to the Sea of ​​Spiritual Beauty and found that it had not been occupied by the Impermanent Ghost Sect.

"Strange, why haven't the Impermanent Ghost Sect members arrived yet?"

Yang Zhengshan stood suspended above the clouds, looking down at the beautiful sea below, feeling somewhat puzzled.

He originally thought that the Impermanent Ghost Sect had already conquered the Sea of ​​Spiritual Beauty, but he found that there was no sign of the Impermanent Ghost Sect inside or outside the Sea of ​​Spiritual Beauty.

After thinking for a moment, he flew towards the Cloud Soaring Mountains.

At first, he didn't notice anything unusual, but as he ventured deeper into the mountains, he discovered many signs of battle, as well as the presence of ghost soldiers and blood puppets.

A moment later, he arrived near Hidden Sword Mountain. Looking down at Hidden Sword Mountain from the air, his eyes narrowed slightly.

There were no ghost soldiers or blood puppets here at the moment, but the aura of many ghost soldiers and blood puppets remained, and the surrounding mountains and forests were full of traces of battle.

It is clear that the Impermanent Ghost Sect has already been here, but Hidden Sword Mountain blocked their attack.

"It's quite unexpected that they actually managed to block the attack of the Impermanent Ghost Sect!" Yang Zhengshan squinted at the Hidden Sword Mountain in the distance.

Hidden Sword Mountain is still there, and its protective formation has no flaws.

Furthermore, there were many cultivators and demonic beasts gathered near Hidden Sword Mountain. They were scattered in groups of three or five in the mountains and forests, either building wooden houses or living in caves, looking quite disheveled.

However, the fact that they have gathered here means that this place is safe.

"Just what territory does Hidden Sword Mountain have that could withstand the attack of the Impermanent Ghost Sect?" Yang Zhengshan stroked his beard, deep in thought.

Based on his understanding of Hidden Sword Mountain, Hidden Sword Mountain should not be able to stop the Impermanent Ghost Sect.

Although the Impermanent Ghost Sect did not go all out in its attack on the Cloud Soaring Mountains this time, it still mobilized a considerable amount of its forces.

Judging from the fact that they sent the Old Ghost of the Underworld and the True Lord of the Crimson Origin to lead an army of Yin ghosts to attack the Yang Family Blessed Land, it is clear that they had made considerable preparations.

However, their lack of understanding of Yang Zhengshan and Bai Yujing led them to misjudge their strength, resulting in their utter defeat.

Que Lingyu and Jian Changhe are now quite famous, and the Wuchang Ghost Sect cannot possibly underestimate their strength.

Unless these two have recently increased their strength by a significant amount, they have absolutely no chance of stopping the attack of the Impermanent Ghost Sect.

Yang Zhengshan couldn't figure it out, so he decided to go to Cangjian Mountain to take a look.

Revealing his form and aura, he arrived directly above Hidden Sword Mountain.

A moment later, a petite figure appeared in front of him.

"Why are you here?" Que Lingyu asked Yang Zhengshan.

Yang Zhengshan shrugged and said, "I've come to see my senior sister and senior brother!"

Que Lingyu looked him up and down, her bright eyes full of inquiry. "You've broken through?"

“That’s right, I just broke through not long ago,” Yang Zhengshan said with a smile.

"Congratulations!" Que Lingyu said with a slight smile.

"Where is Senior Brother Changhe?" Yang Zhengshan asked.

"He's in seclusion!"

"I see!" Yang Zhengshan's gaze shifted from Que Lingyu to Cangjian Mountain. Within the protective array, Cangjian Mountain was shrouded in mist, appearing exceptionally hazy.

Que Lingyu kept staring at him, "What exactly do you want to do?"

She harbored no ill will towards Yang Zhengshan. Back in the Tianyun Sword Sect, they were all fellow disciples, their relationship was harmonious, and no conflicts arose. After the Tianyun Sword Sect disbanded, although they never met again, they tacitly maintained their distance.

Of course, she wouldn't completely trust Yang Zhengshan. Although Yang Zhengshan wasn't exactly a villain, he wasn't exactly a gentleman either.

Yang Zhengshan chuckled and simply asked, "I'm just curious how you managed to stop the Impermanent Ghost Sect!"

Que Lingyu glared at him, "It's better if you don't know!"

Yang Zhengshan was somewhat surprised, "Why?"

“Because this has nothing to do with you!” Que Lingyu said.

Yang Zhengshan nodded. "Very well, since that's the case, I won't ask any more questions. My Yang family will temporarily abandon the Yang Family Blessed Land and will not appear near the Cloud Soaring Mountains for a while. Take care, Senior Sister!"

After saying that, he clasped his hands in a salute to Que Lingyu.

"You're leaving?" Que Lingyu asked in surprise.

“Yes, the Impermanent Ghost Sect is powerful. If my Yang family continues to stay here, we will only become a thorn in their side. Rather than wasting time with the Impermanent Ghost Sect here, my Yang family would be better off going somewhere else to avoid trouble,” Yang Zhengshan said.

For Bai Yujing right now, avoiding the Wuchang Ghost Sect is the wisest choice.

Continuing to waste time with the Impermanent Ghost Sect will not only bring no benefit, but will also hinder the development of Baiyujing.

Therefore, Yang Zhengshan had long ago decided to move to Zhongyu.

He has a living fairy palace and doesn't need a blessed land with spiritual veins; he only needs to find a remote mountain corner to open the portal to his grotto.

Going to the Central Region would be much more convenient than staying here, whether it's trading with Hengshan Sect or Wanbao Trading Company.

Staying away from trouble and quietly growing stronger—that's what Yang Zhengshan wanted.

This is the experience that Yang Zhengshan learned from the failure of the Tianyun Sword Sect.

Que Lingyu was silent for a moment, then said, "Alright, if there's a chance in the future, we can come to Hidden Sword Mountain again!"

"Next time I come, you won't even let me in, will you?" Yang Zhengshan joked.

Que Lingyu's lips curled slightly, "Twenty years from now, when you come to Hidden Sword Mountain again, Hidden Sword Mountain will definitely welcome you with open arms!"

"Twenty years!"

Yang Zhengshan stroked his beard and nodded. "Alright, see you in twenty years! Farewell."

He then turned and left, transforming into a streak of light and flying eastward.

Although he didn't know why Que Lingyu made the promise twenty years later, he knew that Cangjian Mountain must still have a trump card to fight against Wuchang Ghost Sect.

He was very curious about what this trump card was, but since Que Lingyu was unwilling to say, he wouldn't press for details.

He will surely find out in the future.

(End of this chapter)